Month: December 2019 | the Wakefield Doctrine Month: December 2019 | the Wakefield Doctrine

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Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

*just in case you forgot which blog you clicked on…

Surely this internet is every bit a Charles Atlas ad for clarks the world throughout (younger clarks? the photo at the top of the post should get you started.)

Hey! Just a minute, before you read any further. There are certain premiseses appurtenant in the most fundamental sense to the use of the Wakefield Doctrine as a tool for enhancing one’s variety of perspectives and self-improving oneself, and they are:

  1. the Wakefield Doctrine is gender neutral
  2. the Wakefield Doctrine is age and culture neutral

Perhaps expanding on this will also serve as an outline of our little personality theory.

The reason we can say, ‘the Wakefield Doctrine is gender neutral’ is that each of the three ‘personality types’ are descriptions of the personal reality one is experiencing. This is not a list of qualities, traits and characteristics of any individual, like all those other mix ‘n match, which-personality-type-do-you-hope-the-score says-you-are. (thats right, I’m looking at you, Oscar Meyers Briggs and Stratton schedule. INFP this.)

The Wakefield Doctrine proposes that we, all of us, grow up (and most importantly), develop our abilities and strategies for survival in one of three characteristic worlds, aka personal realities. They are:

  • the reality of a clark (the Outsider)
  • the world of a scott (the Predator)
  • the life of the roger (the Herd Member)

In simplest of terms, it is the nature/character of the worlds we grow up in that determine the way we interact with the world and the people that make it up.

This means that, when we use the Wakefield Doctrine to better understand people, we first observe their behavior with an eye towards understanding how they (the other person) are relating themselves to the world around them. Using the three personality types as a lens, we determine which (of the three) their acts and attitudes, beliefs and intentions are ‘clearest’. (You know, how, when you’re at the eye doctor and they make you look through that round-periscope thing and then change one lens at a time “Is this clear? Now, is this clearer than that?”)

You watching and thinking, “On the basis of the way that person is interacting with (fill in the blank) is it more consistent with being an Outsider(clark) or a Herd Member(Roger)”. Continue your observationing. Now they’re talking to the person (fill in the blank), “Is that conversation sensible from a scott(Predator) or a clark(Outsider)?”

The Wakefield Doctrine is all about acquiring an appreciation of ‘how I relate myself to the world around me’*

Charles Atlas? I identify more with the guy in the drawing. But it is my relationship to world as an Outsider that is useful to know, not gender. We’re lifeforms first, then clarks, scotts and rogers.

And….and! there’s this thing here called ‘the Everything Rule’ which states: ‘everyone does everything at one time or another’. This serves to remind us that, sure a roger could get sand kicked in his or her face. Hell, a scott could get sand kicked in his or her face. How they relate themselves to this occurrence is very different.

Thanks and a shoutout to Denise over at girlie. She posted an old Doctrine post on the Facebook and it jump-started this here post here.

 

* as always, I will say, ‘We said, how I relate myself to the world around me’ we did not say, ‘How I relate to the world around me’

Big difference, yo.

 

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TToT -the Wakefield Doctrine-

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Out of the Silent Decade. On with the Roaring Twenties! The War to End All Wars is over for now. There is nothing but Good Times and Promises on the Horizon. (Enough with the faux pastiche? lol)

That said, we are entering a new decade.  as we enter the new decade. Surely that’ll provide the Doctrine with sufficient thematic scaffolding for us to drape our Ten Things of Thankful posts as we motor on, into the next collection of years.

Thanks to Kristi for her hostifying each week. Its always gratifying‘we didn’t get this far by overlooking opportunity, that’s right! Number 6’ to know there’s a place, in this virtual world, where aspiring artists (and writers) can go and spend time and no one gets mad at how much of the finger paint ends up on the floor.

1) Una for being a role model

2) Phyllis for providing the view of the world that, while allowing for variability, is, at it’s heart grounded in certainty.

3) Calendars, ’cause otherwise, how would we know how old we were at certain stages of our lives during which, when we look back, we clearly had stand-ins?

4) the Wakefield Doctrine sine qua non, totally sine qua non.

5) The final chapter of ‘the Case of the Missing Heart‘ it here, at Chapter 29.

6) Having a host who provides this blank slate each and every week.

7) So, to all who enjoyed the serial novel, ‘the Case of the Missing Starr’ Two Questions: a) did the serial format work? (The time lag can be problematic, especially nowadays. (Of course, it is incumbent upon me to write in a manner that diminishes the ‘who was that again?’ effect));  2) would you like another serial story? c) I’ve been intending to re-write my first full book-length story, ‘Blog Dominion’. Its about a self-publishing blog and an internet server that acquires self-awareness and… and! it’s where we first come to know Sister Margaret Ryan and the Mother Superior of St Dominiques (Sister Bernadine) and some nice people who live in Provo Utah. * and, of course, the ‘villainess’ that we came to know in this story, Anya Claireaux.  Anyway, let me know your thoughts on the choice of next writing project here at everyone’s favorite personality theory site.

8) THIS SPACE AVAILABLE

9) As Mardra so properly reminds us, the act of looking back (on time passed and the events that shaped it) can provide an opportunity to better understand ourselfs as much as it can bring those around us closer.

10) Secret Rule 1.3  hubba hubba!

 

* lol I know!  Now, I don’t want to say anything about reality imitating art, but….  fortunately, of all people who were generous with their time to beta read ‘Blog Dominion’, our host Kristi can vouch for me on this one.

 

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine-

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

This is the Six Sentence Story.

Denise is our host.

The week’s prompt word:

PINE

Nacona pulled the blanket over his head, wishing he was twice his ten years and feeling a third of them. The darkness under this makeshift teepee almost felt like night at home, yet there remained a dark corner that taunted him with the fact that his mother was five days walk to the east, down from these foothills. An almost-adult voice, in his mind, scolded him for forgetting the time he spent listening to the old men of his tribe describe their own vision quests; always, he thought ruefully, it was from around a warming fire and the security of his clan.

“If you would be a great warrior, find a powerful teacher on your quest; if you have the nerve, seek him among the pine woods that clothe the mountains to the west,” the voice of the oldest of the men who spent the days in camp, no longer able to ride and hunt, returned with a ferocity that the boy had been too young to see in his eyes.

“Trees are the earth shaking jealous fists at the sky for being left behind when the Great Spirit made the world,” his teacher’s stories took the chill out of the night, “cottonwoods and oaks, waving their green limbs in the winds are silent in the fall and winter, but the pine forests are different, they whisper among themselves, many spirits trapped between the sky and the earth.

Nacona heard a sound in the distance, gathering to itself and pacing like a wolf in a pit, moving because that was the only thing it could do, at the moment.

 

 

music (no, really! this resonated at a certain point.) (pray for me)

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Ola and her bear.
The stuffed animal may have been for a birthday, rather than a Christmas present, it remained her favored toy and possession, down through the years.

Almost Christmas. End of Winter. Worst gift wrapping Award 2019. Lots to get to, so lets get going.

1) Thanks to Kristi for another year of keeping the doors open and the lights on, here at the Ten Things of Thankful bloghop.

2) Phyllis for hosting the Annual Bad Present-Wrapping Contest.

3) Una for her support and encouragement in the course of the design and execution of this year’s entry. She sat and watched as I labored on this year’s effort. Didn’t say a word.

4) Some one say, “What is this Worst Wrapping Contest? I have never heard of such a thing. Can anyone participate?” Absolutely! To provide a context and sense of how tattered and frayed the bar is for ‘bad gift wrapping’, below is the Winner of the Worst Gift Wrapping for 2018

5) End of Winter! December 21st is the shortest day of the year. Starting tomorrow on Sunday, (the 22nd), the days grow longer. And what is the outstanding quality that possesses the days of Summer? Light in increasing amounts everyday, surely semi-Biblical mustard seeds for a time of warmth and light.

6) the Case of the Missing Starr is wrapping up. Chapter 28 is live!. There will be no Chapter 30

7) Six Sentence Story bloghop… like being back in grade school and English class, while retaining the knowledge of a lifetime yet to unfold, (this is a creative writing ‘hop, after all); excitement and wonder mixed with a feeling surely shared by gladiators running through tunnels in a Roman colosseum, about to find themselves on the sand-and-blood covered plain of the open arena, surrounded by cheering and jeering crowds of family, lovers-to-be and a half-indifferent world…

8) THIS SPACE AVAILABLE. Come on! To quote Tony Montanya, “This is my gift to you.” (With an Al Pacino Cuban accent, of course)

9) And this years entry for the Worst Gift Wrapping of 2019:

10) Secret Rule 1.3

 

Being the holiday season, but not being a fan of traditional Christmas music, I thought I’d offer a couple of folky, semi-holiadistic* song as perform by Jeff Beck

 

 

 

 

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Six Sentence Story -the Wakefield Doctrine-

Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the theory of clarks, scotts and rogers)

Today we join Denise and them at the Six Sentence Story bloghop.

Rules are simple. Using the week’s prompt word as a starting point, fashion a sentence, write a tale, describe an adventure. Just make sure it ends on the last of Six Sentences.

Try it. Today. As in ‘now’. (We’re all counting on you. Don’t forget to link in to the homepage of the ‘hop, at Girlie)

(Who said, “What’s up with the photo of Bogart?”  A picture of Bogie at the top of a Six tells us this week’s Six is drawn from the world of our favorite first-person detective, Ian Devereaux. By the way, what follows is inspired by a scene in the last chapter of ‘the Case of the Missing Starr‘, which, if you haven’t heard, is a serial story I’ve been writing and posting on ‘the Facebook’. If you’re so inclined, click on the link and you can enjoy the story from its beginning.)

Prompt word:

EXCHANGE

Tuesday evening is as quiet as it gets at the Bottom of the Sea Strip Club and Lounge, which was fine by me; all I wanted was to forget Chicago and people with too much money, too much power or an insatiable desire to bend the world to their will.

Through the glass and stainless steel door, rhythmic waves of color painted the curtains behind the small dance stage and on the far right, the calming glow of neon behind the bar dividing the club from the lounge lit a single row of booths, for people wanting to be alone, just not all by themselves.

The hostess station was missing it’s hostess, as I said, it was Tuesday; passing through the smoky haze and attenuated music that crested the wall of liquor bottles behind the bar, I headed towards ‘my booth’, which was next to last in the row along the street side windows.

Diane Tierney, sitting in the near-half of the booth, was writing on a paper grid; surprising myself, I slid in next to her and, in my best Bogart, said, “Whats this joint got that’ll make a man forget his troubles and believe in love?”

Turning her head enough to shimmer the curtain of chestnut hair half-hiding her face, Diane smiled from the corner of her eyes, pushed into my right arm with her left shoulder and said, “From what I hear tell, in affairs of the heart, the frequency of the transaction pales against the medium of exchange.”

Her eyes, transformed into singularities that, like their counterparts in distant galaxies, drew me close; seeming to grow larger, they tempted me to ignore my descent towards whatever lay at their center.

 

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